Word: foresters
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Writer Byron, convinced that Americans are the "true villains who waste depletable resources," has embarked upon his own conservation scheme. Last fall, just before he wrote a TIME story on what he calls "forest power," Byron installed two woodburning stoves in his Connecticut home. The move, he reports, "took $1,000 off my winter heating fuel bill." Tompkins, who lives in a Manhattan apartment building, doubts that wood is the proper alternative energy source for him, but does keep in touch with some relatives in Arizona who are building solar homes. That, says Tompkins, gazing out his office window...
...fulfilled in the first quarter, but that figure is misleading. The Statistical Administration listed the output of 57 products that are basic to the Soviet economy, and 23 were down from the same period in 1978. Such industrial necessities as steel, chemicals, fertilizer, cement, nonferrous metals and forest products were below last year's production levels; such dietary staples as milk, vegetable oil and butter were also produced in smaller quantities...
...Crimson fired a team total of 321 to hover in 6th place, 13 strokes behind UConn and a single shot behind Providence. UMass was second at the halfway mark with a 310 aggregate. The winning quintet qualifies for the NCAAs later this month at the Wake Forest University Course...
...hospital for medical treatment, removed and never seen again. As Kisuule-Minge tells it, she was brought from the hospital to the SRB. There, Farouk made a slashing motion across his throat as she was flung to the floor. She was driven away, sobbing, to a nearby forest, where she was shot in the back. One victim, a Makerere University warden named Theresa Nanziri, was eight months pregnant when she was brought to the SRB. After a day of interrogation, claims Kisuule-Minge, she and her husband were taken down to the reception area. A Nubian private known as Simba...
...never blinked. I felt free to roam the cleared fields, but at the edge of the bush I felt an emotional barrier: no humans wanted. The kookaburras cackled derisively, and I inagined how the original settlers must have felt on first hearing that dismembered sound, coming out of the forest like a deranged banshee, a whole ancient continent helpless with mirth at the efforts of these stiff European turkeys to bend it to their will...